"Human traffickers?"
Wyatt Barnes was taken aback.
With his keen ears, he heard voices coming from the street ahead, growing closer, accompanied by a flurry of footsteps.
"My lord! It's him! He's the one who abducted my niece!"
And, at this moment, Wyatt Barnes also heard a hoarse voice from behind, an unpleasant voice that sounded like a duck ceaselessly quacking.
"You... are with them?"
Wyatt Barnes looked at the little girl and asked with a gentle smile.
By now, he had realized he found himself in the so-called 'immortal's scam'... However, he wasn't concerned in the slightest; instead, he focused intently on the little girl.
"They... they hit me... if I don't listen to them, they hit me..."
The little girl, gazing into Wyatt Barnes' pure eyes, let her big watery eyes brim with tears. At the same time, she lifted her tattered clothes, revealing her small arm as delicate as a lotus root.
It was covered with dark bruises.
